Attempt seven
Two days later, Lily had fully recovered from the lilies James had sent. Her nose and eyes were still slightly red, but other than that she look fine. As for James, well he was in a serious state...he hadn't ruffled his own hair for a full forty-eight hours and just walked past Severus Snape, without so much as a snide remark. Snape almost passed out from shock. James thought he almost had Lily, and then he somehow screwed it up. Why did life make a habit of coming up behind him and booting him up the ass? Finally he decided desperate times called for desperate measures...
Lily sat in charms, only sniffing ocassionally. That bloody James Potter, his heart was in the right place but- Wait a second where was he? Lily looked around, James was no where. As much as she didn't wanted to, she turned around to face the biggest asshole in Hogwarts history,
"Black, have you seen Potter?"
"Evans. No I haven't."
But Lily knew, judging by Sirius Black's smuger-than-normal expression he knew damn well where Potter was...
"Lily, I jus' don't get it! Do you enjoy being hurt? I know you smell the perfume...The make-up on the shirt. You don't believe the stories, you know that their all lies..."
"What the-?"
Lily and half the class rushed to the charms window and looked out. There in the courtyard below...James Potter stood singing,
"...If I was your man. Lily, you'd...never worry 'bout what I do. I'd becoming home...(back to you), every night, doing you right. Your the type of woman, that deserves good things-"
"JAMES POTTER WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!" Interrupted the caretaker, the grumpy old bugger he was...James began to run around as the caretaker tried to catch him, but James continued singing,
"...Lily you're a star! I just want to show you, you are! Lily, you should let me love you, let me the one to. Give you everything, you want and need-"
"DETENTION POTTER!" shouted the caretaker.
"Oh shut up, you old fart!" Lily yelled down to the caretaker.
"Miss. Evans! You'll be joining Potter tonight in detention!"